Noctisardor Bypass mucho mambo (sway)

Druid favored Heda with a weary smile, her nose twitching with interest at her offerings even before her fellow den mother presented them. She sat up a little straighter, slipping her muzzle against Heda’s pale cheek before bending over the proverbial dinner plate.

I can certainly try, she said with cheerful bravado, easing slowly onto the ground with her weight hitched to one side. When this first started—the nausea, I mean—I’d often lose my appetite. But now I’m ravenous all the time. It’s just a matter of keeping it down…

Her lips pursed for a moment, then she dipped to pluck her first bite off the wooden platter. Her teeth sank right through the fatty cut of meat, coating her lips and the inside of her mouth. The flavor was incredible. Druid wondered if her sense of taste was heightened.

Thank you, she remembered to say between bites. How are you feeling?